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[underachievement]

And I'm tired.

[oorah]

yeah
me too jess
me too

[underachievement]

Really? Because lying about it totally looked like it was doing the trick.

[oorah]

i don't lie to you

[underachievement]

[ like she'd remember if he did ]

Lucky me.

[oorah]

would you rather i did?

[underachievement]

I don't know how to answer that without you taking it as an order.

[oorah]

i just need to know what you want jess

[underachievement]

I just want to walk away. [ and see how far she gets. ]

[oorah]

do you think you can?

[underachievement]

One way to find out.

[oorah]

i'm still coming
but i had to ask

[underachievement]

[ he probably thinks she's still holding something back. if she is, she's no less in the dark, from where they're standing right now, and it might not matter in a few days ]

If you make a big deal out of this I'll knock you out and leave your ass behind.

[oorah]

i'm not
was just making sure you weren't

[underachievement]

Jury's still out.

[oorah]

fair enough
think i should tell the troops i'm shippin out

[underachievement]

Keep my name out of it.

[oorah]

if i say i'm going alone we'll have hangers on
maybe i'll make this david's problem

[ he's a really great friend. ]

[underachievement]

Say you're going with one of the natives then.

[oorah]

i'm not in the business of lying to kids
though i could cheat and wait until we're a ways away

[underachievement]

[ bc he doesn't get paid for it? however he lives with himself. ]

Do what you gotta do.

[oorah]

i always do.
i'll see you soon.

[underachievement]

Yeah.

[oorah]

[ frank is as obnoxiously on time as always, carrying a light rucksack over one shoulder with his beanie and hood on up over his head equally typically. though the usable parts of the prison are soundproofed, he's careful to ensure his footsteps fall silently as he seeks her out. ]

[underachievement]

[ she would be late but she ran out of reasons to be an hour before he was due to show up. Jess isn't the only one working, so she hands the keys off and goes to her place to get some shit together. whiskey, mostly. underwear and socks, rolled up. two extra shirts, one warm and one not. and then with the remaining room, more whiskey. the clothes are mostly there to pad the bottles. Jess heads back to the prison but tucks herself into a decrepit storefront off the sanded path, and announces herself by stepping into the dim light illuminating the particles below sparsely scattered, bare bulbs. ]